Surrendering (Surrender 1)

“I’ll take my chances as long as she gets the hint that you’re a taken man.”

“Now, Sparkle, are you jealous?”

“I guess between the flight attendants and now the waitress, I feel the need to stake claim on you. But, I see how ridiculous I’m being. I’ll stop now and enjoy this trip. I’ve never even been to New Orleans before.”

“Well, my dear, I can’t wait to show you around the city. I promise you’ll have an exceptional experience, especially with a musician as your tour guide.”

The waitress returns with our dinner and leaves us alone for the remainder of the meal. The food is delicious and lives up to any expectation I had about eating in an Emeril restaurant. When we’re done and the bill is paid, we decide to walk around.

The restaurant is in the French Quarter so we stop at several of the bars to listen to music. We end up at The House of Blues. Declan holds me tight and sings lyrics in my ear as we dance. At midnight, Declan decides we should go back to the hotel.

Our room has a mini-fridge and Declan had asked the manager to stock it. Declan pours us a glass of champagne as I change out of my dress. The lingerie I picked for tonight is a sheer black, flyaway baby doll nightie with a lace thong. I slip my black silk robe over it and fluff my wavy hair the way Declan likes it.

I join him in the living room area and he gazes over me with pure lust. I sit in his lap and drink with him while he sings softly. My body reacts to his voice on instinct. I discreetly pull the tie on my robe so it slips open. His eyes travel to my chest where the satin tie is the only thing holding my outfit together.

“Sweet Jesus, fucking brilliant.”

“Baby, not sure you should put Jesus and the f-word in the same sentence.”

“Don’t think he’d care if he saw what I see. You are exquisite.?

? He stands me up and slips the robe all the way off my shoulders. He takes in the whole outfit. He hisses as he turns me around, most likely because of the string of the thong buried in my ass.

He carries me to the large bed and places me in the middle. I help him undress and when he is completely naked, he lowers us down and hovers over me. His fingertips trace the bare skin of my stomach with invisible patterns. My body heats up with the touch. He finds the bow and pulls it open, exposing my breasts. My nipples harden under his intense stare. He takes one in his hand and the other in his mouth, giving each the same amount of pressure and attention. Then he moves lower and pushes my panties off while circling my belly button with his mouth. He inhales deeply when he sees that I recently had a Brazilian wax done. He reaches the apex and runs his mouth over my drenched folds. Lifting my legs over his shoulders, he pushes his tongue inside me. He proceeds to make love to me tenderly with only his mouth. I feel the sensation building as my body responds.

“God it feels so good. Don’t stop” This only encourages him more. His pace quickens and my thighs tighten. I grip the sheets and twist my body against his face. I feel a pinch and it sets me over the edge. I come against his mouth, screaming his name. He loosens my legs and crawls back up my body. I open my eyes when I feel him enter me in one quick stroke. My body stretches for him and grips at the welcome intrusion. His cages me in with his arms and kisses me longingly. I get drunk on the taste of Champagne and me on his tongue.

His strokes are slow and steady, making sure to hit me in all the right places. I whimper when he hits my g-spot and I move my hips against his to let him know he’s found the Holy Grail. I pull away from his lips as my body lights up. He continues to stroke in and out, in and out, hitting my most sensitive spot each time. The feeling is so erotic that I want it to last all night, but I know I’m about to come undone again. I squeeze my walls tight around him and he quickens his speed. He leans back on his knees and raises my hips, never breaking our connection.

“I wish you could see what I see right now. Me in you as far as I can go and your body taking all of me without resistance. Our connection is so tight, I can feel your muscles all the way to my stomach.”

Even though it’s not quite dirty talk, it’s still sexy talk which always pushes me over the edge and he knows it.

“Come with me, Sparkle.”

I mutter his name as the orgasm takes over my entire body. He releases in me and I can feel the warm liquid everywhere. He stays inside me while he showers my face, neck and shoulders with light kisses. When he pulls out, my muscles involuntarily squeeze and he grins at me.

“Don’t worry; I’ll be back.”

He brings a warm cloth and cleans us both before turning back the bed and pulling the covers over us.

“Dec, that was pretty amazing, intense, but amazing. It was as if our bodies knew exactly how to respond and react to each other’s movements. Was that new for you?”

“Yes, and it just proves my theory is correct.”

“What theory is that?”

“That you were made for me. Every piece of you has touched me deeply in some way. Your heart, your soul, your beauty– everything about you holds me captive. Even the air you breathe fulfills me in a way. I’m not the same when we’re not together. My body and mind are present, but my heart aches until we’re together again. And I think I was made for you too.”

There are so many things I want to say, but none of them seem like the appropriate response to his declaration so I kiss him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Declan Collins.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day to you, Sparkle.”

*****

The rest of the weekend was spent in pure luxury. We took long walks through the city discovering its culture and heritage. We spent the entire Saturday afternoon in Jackson Square shopping, site-seeing, and watching the abundance of street performers. At one point, Declan saw a guitar sitting next to a man who was singing for a small audience. He asked the guy if he could join him and the guy agreed. The man gave him a song to play and Declan strummed the tune as the guy sang. In the middle of the song, Declan joined in and finished with him. They performed a few more songs together and the crowd grew. When Declan put the guitar down, the crowd applauded loudly. We waved and walked further down to enjoy more of the entertainment.